Seeing as how my days in high school are coming to a quick but satiate end, I’ve been concentrating wildly on professions lately. The following jobs I am considering:
An editor. I have a passion for words, and I tend to overexert myself whenever I edit a peer’s essay because I don’t settle for average; I settle for perfect. It can get annoying at times, but I manage because I enjoy it.
A high school English teacher. I’m not sure about this one; teenagers have a knack for sending me over the edge. I can hardly get along with my compeers at school, and it’s hard for me to understand them. But, like my mother mentioned once, it’s a different situation once you’re an adult.
A veterinarian. I admit it: I don’t like science. It doesn’t impress me; and frankly, it’s rather dull. The process to become a vet requires a variety of science classes as well as math classes – another subject I can’t tolerate. With these two combined, how am I able to sit through hours and hours of said classes without giving myself an aneurysm?
An English professor. In the high school teaching environment, I won’t be allowed to exercise my wild and abiding love for literature to its full extent because frankly, I would probably get a bit crazy. If I would give this a go, I intend to get my Ph.D. Albeit, I’m a tad weary about this because I need to learn a second language. The memories of Spanish I and II during 10th and 11th grade provides no vaunting, believe me. But, I am thinking too much ahead, and should focus rather on getting accepted to a university first, and then see what my thoughts are after a few English classes.
I have a lot of careers to choose from, all of which are demanding. I’ve always imagined having the title of “Dr.” before my name, and the option of being a vet or a college professor satisfies that dream.
I’d like to teach English, but for some reason, I’d like to skip high school altogether. I would love to teach either middle school English or literature at the college level.
(You got a puppy? Congratulations!:))